Chapter 964 - 417 Scouting
At high tide, the Western Peninsula is only 100 meters wide and connected to the mainland. There are two opposite roads, with no vehicles currently traveling on them, because the roads to the Western Peninsula have been clogged by cars.
Beside the land is the beautiful sight of the sea river, where the muddy water flows into the sea, creating a beauitful line where they meet. On the other side of the river is a three-kilometer-long sea-crossing railway bridge. This bridge has a history of a hundred years; vehicles used to travel on the upper level and trains on the lower, until an earthquake decades ago prohibited vehicles from crossing the bridge. Later, the course of the river was altered, the land was repaired, and the current highway was built on new land.
The sea-crossing railway bridge isn’t very high, because the water isn’t deep. When the tide recedes, land is exposed under the bridge, making it a popular destination for the residents of Day After Tomorrow City to go for weekend seaside trips.
Standing on the railway bridge, one can see the Western Peninsula, merely five square kilometers in size, teeming with people. The crowds are densest to the north, where the only dock of the Western Peninsula is located, as well as the temporary base of the United Nations Navy.
Upon entering the Western Peninsula, the number of people swells. Lin Wu’s attire doesn’t draw attention, but his lone presence does. He is polite, asking for information from friendly-looking individuals and letting them know he is searching for his sister, thereby gathering quite a bit of intelligence.
The naval base has a daily transport capacity of 500 people. It’s not that they couldn’t transport more, but the temporary shelters on the deserted islands can only accommodate a certain number of people each day, and 500 is actually over the limit. After all, zombie viruses have erupted globally, and no one has the energy to focus on the refugees of a single area in Day After Tomorrow City.
Upon arrival at the Western Peninsula, one must first get a printed number card at the docks and queue up for boarding according to the number. There is only one ship per day, carrying 500 people each time, so it is easy to calculate when one’s turn to board will be. On the Western Peninsula, these number cards are the hard currency, the closer the number is to boarding, the more valuable the card.
Currently, there are over one hundred thousand people stranded on the Western Peninsula. The food supplied by the navy can barely sustain life; despite this, many people use violence to seize resources, leading to a high number of deaths by malnutrition.
Someone saw Maya and three others with a chubby man going to the naval base. Lin Wu followed the directions provided and arrived at the naval post.
Inside the naval base, there’s a large crane, and walls made of stacked containers, leaving only a five-meter-wide door guarded by armed soldiers.
From a distance, one can see the sign on the container: Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter or exit at will. However, there are hundreds of people gathered by the naval base’s gate, who are there to apply for corpse transport work. Their job is to load the bodies of those who died on the peninsula and zombies onto trucks, drive the trucks into the small military dock inside the base, then transfer the bodies onto ships for a mass sea burial.